You should know that I don't typically perform divinations on trivial matters like the weather. This was a special case.

[ And she's quite adamant about that. To her, using her skills on everyday things would be a waste of time and a complete disservice to an art that's supposed to be sacred, and treated with the utmost respect. It isn't just some tool for her to use freely, and Wanderer has never seemed to understand that. Oh, well. Most people haven't.

She rolls her eyes yet again at the mention of playing house. ]

Please. As if I'd choose to be stuck in a room with a brat like you.

[ She pouts as she says it, but the realization that this is probably one of the first times they've actually been in close, domestic quarters like this is what gets her to blush. There's a light pink color dusted on her cheeks, but it's very feint, and quickly covered by her raising her cup to sip on some of her tea.

It's good. Her eyes glance up to see him smiling smugly her way. ]

You look quite pleased with yourself. Are you that proud of the tea you've made?